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I got this idea stuck in my head after being in Santorini for about two seconds earlier this month. That over the years I have lived or stayed in a lot of places with great views. And maybe I had pictures of those views somewhere?

(I did. Mostly on film. These are a lot of them. Also the first shot of the last post.)

My friend Alex used to say, it doesn’t matter how your place looks really, only where your door opens out to.

He also used to say: “Sleep is so good. It’s the best. You can’t buy that shit.” But that wisdom is for a different post.

There is a magical place in London where you can see bands play for the price of an album, a t-shirt and showing up on time (or begging the bouncer to let you in. Good luck with that.) The gigs there are so small you may even get to talk to the band after.

That is where I saw the band Real Estate for the second time.

When I first saw them in Jericho Tavern in Oxford almost two years ago it was their first time in the UK and they were very young, bright-eyed and polite, and they sounded great.

They sounded even better the second time. (They were still very young and very nice.)

Of course I’m a big fan of surf, rock music and the beach, so I might be biased.

I sometimes put their song Beach Comber on repeat and listen to it as I write.